My friends, I fully intended to avail you all with another essay filled with wit, wisdom and profundity but alas, I tarried too long in the cranial cobwebs searching for the muse. The wily wordstress evaded me and I emerged without a construct. I hung my tin head in shame and despondency but at the last possible moment, just before I banished myself to the gloomy wilderness to beg the wood elves for a flogging, I caught a glimpse of something shimmering in a small corner of the interwebz. What could the glimmer of light be? I approached with trepidation. I’ve been fooled before, you see, lured by some shaman’s chant or siren’s call.
But not this time. For as I opened the link behind the door of email uncertainty, I found none other than the master himself, although he would never call himself such. I pulled back the curtain and to my delight there he was – Bill Whittle! waiting to share words of encouragement and motivation.
Is it no wonder that I could not find the elusive wench of wisdom? She was attending to Bill all along! And they have produced a masterful piece which is certain to enlighten and entertain! So I have created a portal through which you may view this shiny gem and partake of libertarian goodness.
Drink deep, my friends. Bill has found the grail! If only it would be more than a dream…
I’m depressed. I can’t lie. The results of the election is a punch in my gut that isn’t going away. So rather than post a long diatribe about that, here’s something more forward looking. The diatribe may come later.
For now, here’s Bill Whittle with an interesting take on where we are and proposition moving forward, laid out in the latest Stratosphere Lounge.
Know anyone who’s thinking about a protest vote for Ron Paul, Gary Johnson… or no vote at all? This is for them.
Twitter is a marvelous tool. On it, you can find all manner of verbosity ranging from breaking news to articles of in-depth analysis; from real-time flame wars of the rude, crude, lewd and lasciviousness variety to the Holy Word of God quoted stream of consciousness style personally tailored for the ADHD generation. In other words, it’s an ingenious trap for an information hungry robot like myself to get lost in for hours on end. And so I do.
Once in a while, I run across an article in my internet travels that stands above the rest, like it’s etched in granite on the side of a mountain, awaiting discovery by some traveling information junkie willing to follow a rusty signpost on a side-road detour.
Today, I followed one of those signposts and rounded a corner to find an honest work of personal testimony and, for me, needed motivation. Of course, I didn’t take the road completely on blind faith. I knew one of my favorite writers would be waiting for me, but it was a welcome destination to say the least.
The essay is:
Thanks to Bill Whittle for composing that piece. To say I wish I could command that kind of clarity of expression would be to understate the obvious..
Thanks also to Twitter friend
@SmoosieQ for putting up the signpost.
Now, quit wasting time reading my blather. Head over to Eject! Eject! Eject! for some edification.
Side note: You can find other great works from my internet travels on the Prime page.
CAIR, Hamas, the Muslim Brotherhood and various other radical Islamic organizations are influencing key policy decisions and intelligence gathering capabilities from within our federal government at the highest levels.
Bill Whittle interviews a few insiders.
Want some real journalism? Look no further than Bill Whittle.